Characters are set in Oleander's office. There's a rather unpleasant silance surrounding them, waiting to be broken by a certain short-fused, snappy assistant.
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'So...', Fuchsia starts, holding the 'o' sound.
'What about this "Daisey" girl, huh?' Fuchsia states, as if wanting to stir up drama.
Oleander is seen at the other side of the room, previously organising some papers. However, the sound of the paper being sorted through fades away as the sound of static replaces it. The lights and electronics in the room flicker (with scattered screens turning to static), leaving the room in pitch black for a moment. The only resemblance of luminescence being that of Oleanders face and /001's mask.
As the lights fade back on Oleander struts towards Fuchsia.
'Say that's again and your losing one of your eyes' He threatens, leaving Fuchsia with a shocked expression due to how fast he went from 0 to 100.
From the bean bag on the floor, /001 states;
'How the fuck is that fair?' rather loudly - gaining the attention of the others in the room.
'I mean come on, you take my soul but your just going to take one of her stupid little, fucking, eye-minions?' /001 spits out. After stating such, theirs a small moment of silence whilst Oleander's thinking of the perfect rebuttal to put her in her place. However, all is in vain when he notices /001 mumbling, interrupting his train of thought.
After said moment of silence /001 finally finishes with,
'Ok, ok! I'm sorry, alright?' rather directed at Harper than any of the others in the room.
'Apology accepted!' He exclaims, rather smugly, whilst shaking /001s hand. Despite knowing the statement wasn't ment for him, he found great pleasure in the expression left on /001s face.
'Now, back to business. If you really must know, "Daisey" is an incompetent, weasel of a human being.' Oleander's demeanour returns back to being threatening, factual kind, clearly annoyed by the sheer idea of this woman. Still, he continues. 'In short, she captured the attention of my competitors and-' Oleander gets cut off by /001.
She scoffs before stating;
'What "competitors" could you possibly have? You hord knowledge like a squirel getting ready for winter, for fuck sake!' She complains, clearly fed up with Oleander's shenanigans by now.
'Well darling, I'm afraid you're lack of power makes you blind in this situation. They're my competitors because they threaten to stop my business.' As he's saying this, Oleander holds /001's chin in his hand, creating a tense and threatening atmosphere with one small action. Despite his demeanour, his tone take a more higher pitch - to a blind eye, it may seem like he's babying /001.
This time Fuchsia joins in,
'So they're you're enemy's?' The question was simple yet somewhat embarrassing to ask, it seemed childish to state such a thing. Did enemy's really exist?
Oleander seemed to think for a minute before replying;
'I suppose you're right, they've made it me or them - and obviously I'm choosing me.' He states, rather coldly at that.
'You're getting off topic anyways, the point is; Daisey is one of their play things - it's is quite past me, I cant say it's my forte.' It's clear to the others that Oleander is implying a romantic relationship between the two - maybe three? that part isn't so clear.
'If I go out of my way to deal with this woman, they'll know...' He finishes.
Oleander stops talking for a while, lost in thought, until he puts an offer on the table.
'How about this,' he states, getting both Fuchsia and /001's attention.
'You two go chasing after her for me.' He spurts out, surprisingly fast. As if trying to catch the others out, inorder for them to do what he wants.
'Nope, not in a million-' /001 gets cut off by Fuchsia covering their mouth with her hand.
'What do we get?' she asks. a simple question but payment from Oleander is usually rather fruitful. Varying from useful information to physical riches. Despite this, it's clear to /001 that she doesn't really care what she gets in return.
Oleander returns back to his desk, sitting down in order to reach a draw just out of sight. He pulls out a small bag of coins and what looks like a sandwich bag full of fake id's.
'You get to travel the universe, expense free. I'll pay for every action you take, as long as you play your cards out of sight.' Oleander was a man of riddles when he wanted to be, Fuchsia assumed he meant they had to hide their true intentions and stay undercover.
/001 seemed rather tapped out of the conversation, this was then explained by their total shift in demeanour - shifting back to being Harper.
'This sounds amazing!' Harper beams, jumping up and grabing Fuchsia by the shoulders,
'Haven't you always wondered what's out there! And we get to explore it together!' they said, acting like a kid on Christmas - excited and full of energy.
Despite not wanting to show it, Fuchsia was rather happy about the idea of spending time with Harper - especially if that time was away from the station. In an attempt to hide how happy she was, that Harper wanted to specifically go with her, she deflected the conversation back to the payment.
'So you're going to be paying for everything we do?' putting extra emphasis on "everything", making sure she doesn't get caught out by Oleander's tactics.
'Everything.' Oleander replied, stating it as if a mater of fact.
Fuchsia replies almost instantly, clearly not all that fixated on the money;
'So when do we start?'
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RandomThis is to describe the characters rather than the narrative / AU's - with the addition of a few scenes <3
